March 20, 2013

Spring! (so the calendar tells me)

Your entrance this year is welcomed, as always, yet so unfamiliar looking. Do you recall how we usually enjoy this day? Here is an example. Or, take a look at your beauty, just one year ago.

What happened? Why are you sleeping in?

I so wanted to join the tradition of many gardeners in my area and plant peas on St. Patrick's Day. But alas, the garden remains covered in snow.

I did wish for all this snow, and I'm grateful for its arrival... last year's winter flip-flops and crop pants were happily replaced this year with snow, more snow, and even more snow still. As Winter should be.

But.

It's time to move on. I'd really like to pack away these winter boots and my long down coat. I'm ready for things to sprout and windows to be thrown open. I'd like to wash the curtains and hang them on the line to dry in the warm breeze.

It'll come, I know. I need to be patient.

An email from a farmer friend this morning reminded me that we're not too far off from the norm. Thank goodness farmers keep such careful notes of these things, it sure helps the rest of us from feeling discouraged at times like this.

This morning I sorted the seeds into some semblance of order. Tomorrow we'll start the seedlings. Seeds and dirt... it'll happen.

For the next few hours I'll hang out at homeschool co-op and try to get a little work done. First I'll run next door to the natural food store and pick up a cleansing green juice. I love their new juice bar. The sun is streaming in the windows behind me and feels so warm on my back. Someone has lit incense, I'm happy.

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Your entrance this year is welcomed, as always, yet so unfamiliar looking. Do you recall how we usually enjoy this day? Here is an example. Or, take a look at your beauty, just one year ago.

What happened? Why are you sleeping in?

I so wanted to join the tradition of many gardeners in my area and plant peas on St. Patrick's Day. But alas, the garden remains covered in snow.

I did wish for all this snow, and I'm grateful for its arrival... last year's winter flip-flops and crop pants were happily replaced this year with snow, more snow, and even more snow still. As Winter should be.

But.

It's time to move on. I'd really like to pack away these winter boots and my long down coat. I'm ready for things to sprout and windows to be thrown open. I'd like to wash the curtains and hang them on the line to dry in the warm breeze.

It'll come, I know. I need to be patient.

An email from a farmer friend this morning reminded me that we're not too far off from the norm. Thank goodness farmers keep such careful notes of these things, it sure helps the rest of us from feeling discouraged at times like this.

This morning I sorted the seeds into some semblance of order. Tomorrow we'll start the seedlings. Seeds and dirt... it'll happen.

For the next few hours I'll hang out at homeschool co-op and try to get a little work done. First I'll run next door to the natural food store and pick up a cleansing green juice. I love their new juice bar. The sun is streaming in the windows behind me and feels so warm on my back. Someone has lit incense, I'm happy.